finding joy in the little things

all hallows’ eve

recipe for celebrating halloween in the city, where trick-or-treating (even if i was comfortable with it and didn’t assume that every stranger i came into contact with was a murderer-in-waiting) is near impossible: give your kid his first ever “sweet,” as he calls them. laugh at his failed attempts to ingest said sweet. dance around to spooky, witch-cackling, door-creaking records. get dressed up and get into character (the most important step of all). do a quick, casual iphone photoshoot in the nearest grass-having neighbourhood (because when it’s your first year celebrating in costume, you need something to remember it by). play make believe. eat artisan doughnuts. walk beneath leaf-shedding trees. stop and smell the approach of autumn. watch harry potter. and, as always, mourn the death of james and lily, but celebrate the power of love.